Listen to Your Gut!
I guess I really mean intuition, but I like using the word gut whenever I can. GUT!
Ever get a feeling about something and are unsure if you should trust it? TRUST IT! I have had inklings such as this many times throughout my life. Some were so overwhelmingly powerful that they were impossible to ignore. Others seem more like a gentle little, “Hey there” and may not be such a big deal. What I can say now in all honesty is that no matter how big or small that feeling, never ignore it!
I am in no way insinuating or suggesting that I can predict the future. I’m not even calling this a “women’s intuition” thing. I think everyone gets these little cues from the universe, but we don’t always know what to do about them. “Maybe it’s just hormones!” I said. Ha-ha! While valid, as I have had some crazy stuff happen because of hormonal fluctuations in the past, my most recent gut message was not at all related to that.
I had a very strong feeling about something recently that I didn’t want to happen and did my best to avoid. My gut told me the when and where, but not the what, so much. It does what it can, but I don’t speak “gut” fluently so there may have been some interpretation issues. Ha-ha! What I will say is that my gut was spot on! I even mentioned to a few close friends about this gut message and my thoughts on it. Most seemed not to take it seriously…until the very thing my gut predicted happened, despite my best efforts.
I know that this is all very cryptic sounding and that isn’t my intention. I just want to assure you that any time you get a little internal nudge, do not ignore it! Ponder that shit and consider your opportunities. Many have said in retrospect that they knew they were going to be attacked by an assailant but did not want to appear rude and so they ignored their gut instincts. Don’t!
Because sometimes you just know. And that is awesome and valid and okay. The more you listen to and trust your body, the more you can nurture and love it and vice-versa! I think that we often purposefully ignore things because facing what they might actually be is more scary than not. I get that. I have been there. And you know how they say hindsight is 20-20? It totally is! But we don’t have to live with regret, we can just be mindful and listen to what our guts warn us about. Sometimes it’s even good stuff!
The last week and a half have been physically and emotionally exhausting and rewarding. I’m in a good place now, but it was a challenge to not just give up and hide under the covers (though I did say a few times that I would love to just sleep for 3 days solid…please?). But that ain’t livin’! And this fat gal wants to LIVE!
I want to live out in the open, wild and free! I want to hold my head up high and not suspect the world of watching or harming me constantly. I want to toss my fears aside and walk barefoot in the grass. I want to experience all the world has to offer and live to a ripe old age of ridiculous-sass!
So, please, listen to your gut, your heart, your mind and your soul. Trust and love yourself just as you are right now. Don’t wait for approval or validation or permission from outside yourself. You are enough right this second! Give yourself permission to be awesome and start trusting yourself again. It’s worth it and so are you! <3
I’ve learned that listening to my gut always leads to better results than ingnoring it, so I always listen. Sometimes I don’t really have a choice though; If I’m dating someone who isn’t right for me, my stomach will actually ache until I break it off. Pretty handy really.
Surprisingly often, it turns out that message from your gut is based on real, visceral evidence that your mind just hasn’t fully processed. I’ve been glad on quite a few occasions that I paid attention to that niggling feeling that something Just Isn’t Right Here. And yes, in some of those cases I later realized what it was that I’d seen, heard, smelled, or felt that clued me into a potentially dangerous situation.
Guts and brains often work together, but while the gut is yelling ‘Danger, Will Robinson’ at the top of its lungs, the brain is still waiting for lab results on the evidence. I’d rather a couple random people I’ll never meet again think I’m a little rude than wind up featured as the victim on a grisly true crime documentary… let alone a Lifetime Original Movie.